From parched lands they come

hungry faces full of hope.

City streets their home.​

Sheltered in the womb

Years of loving care to bloom

Lost with one gunshot.​

Amidst the rubble

broken toys, stench of the dead.

Childhood lost in war.

Nine years old, freed to

try again to join his parents

over the border.​

Terror rains from the sky

Cities turned to rubble.

Where will children play?

Women with children

no sacrifice too great.

Fractured immigrant families.​